Deep in the endless barbarian mountains, ancient beasts roared, white bones were filled with gusting, and blood streams were gurgling.

The purple sky and the dark clouds are everywhere, like a sky curtain, with dense gullies and hidden in the sky. The vast barbaric mountains are rumored to be the battlefield of the gods in ancient times.

Ancient masters of great powers opened up this domain with one palm, creating vitality for the human race and allowing them to reproduce. In the nine prehistoric realms, there are disasters and desolation everywhere, and there are chaotic times and killings everywhere. There are few such pure lands.

The black giant mountain is majestic and spectacular, about one million feet. On the blood-stained ancient road, the boy was walking on the road with huge beast corpses. The setting sun was like blood, sprinkling the afterglow, dyeing the earth red.

"This is! This is Qiongqi. A poor boy who has not been bathed in precious blood and has no means of cultivation, can actually hunt Qiongqi. Even those gods who fly and escape from the earth cannot be able to do so. How can he be!"

The young man Jing Yi walked step by step, holding a body that was thousands of times larger than him, causing a wave of trouble in the prehistoric tribe, but he walked calmly as if he was out of the matter.

Qiongqi, a generation of ferocious beast king, has the ability to break the gods and mountains, divide the rivers and break the rivers, and has infinite divine power. This kind of ferocious beast has always been a king. Almost no one dares to defeat the kings among some ancient mountain mountains.

The terrifying beast is indescribable. For tribes in the prehistoric world, one end is a disaster.

But at this moment, Jing Yi dragged his seemingly weak body into the tribe with a disaster-like body, how could he not cause a burst of surprise?

A fat man with a fat figure stood opposite Jing Yi with a heavy pace, trying to say something, but when he saw the Qiongqi's body behind Jing Yi, he was trembling.

His small eyes, the fat on his face squeezed into one place. Most of the men in the wilderness were strong and strong, and they were burly, but they were out of place with the fat man in front of him.

This fat man is Mu Shiyu, who is the parent-child of the elder of the Wood Clan. On weekdays, he has always been incompatible with Jing Yi and has made trouble for him many times. Today, he occasionally learned that Jing Yi came back from a barren mountain hunting beast and wanted to make things difficult for him, but he never thought that Jing Yi was killing Qiongqi! The king of ferocious beasts!

Jing Yi's attack on Qiongqi undoubtedly established the position of Mu's first master. He was only sixteen years old! No one could imagine that his thin body could hold the power of the mountains.

Mu Shiyu was jealous of Jing Yi, the favor of the tribe Mingzhu, and the importance of his father, all of this was incomparable to the fat man.

However, all this he had thought about day and night was so disdainful in Jing Yi's eyes.

The fat man's eyes were bloody and his heart was crazy with jealousy. For some reason, he raised his right hand boldly: "Jing Yi! Stop!"

Jing Yi didn't move, but Yu Guang glanced back and had already seen the heart of wood, stone and rain. He spoke indifferently, and the wind was calm: "You can be stronger than it."

After saying that, he continued to walk forward, but ignored the shock and horror in the eyes of everyone in the Mu tribe.

The fat man clenched his fists, and his heart was jealous but helpless, but looking at Jing Yi's leaving figure, he showed a sneering sneer.

Ten years ago, he had already tampered with Jing Yi and put an ancient voodoo on Jing Yi. It was obtained by him in a mysterious place in Manshan. The person who touched him would die, but for some reason, Jing Yi survived.

But Jing Yi's body is also gradually declining, and his life is gradually withering.

"Hmph! It's just a Qiongqi, I don't believe it, I won't be able to call you in the future." The fat man finally gave in and didn't want to be concerned about a dying person. His luxurious silver-white giant elephant leather jacket was a world apart from Jing Yi's clothes, but it was particularly dazzling at this moment.

One is the son of the tribe leader who is tall and superior, and the other is just an ordinary citizen who lives by hunting wild animals.

However, in the eyes of all the people, the weak figure is extremely majestic, comparable to a god-like man, and looks down on the 100,000 mountains nearby.

"Sixteen! You can kill Qiongqi at the age of sixteen! Oh my God! How amazing is this child's potential?"

Some people in the Mu clan speculated that they were both envious and jealous. Qiongqi's muscle value was extremely valuable, and even the entire Mu clan tribe was difficult to replace!

Not to mention these, but when Jing Yi was young, he could kill the king of ferocious beasts. This potential was enough to look down on the wilderness and sweep the younger generation of the surrounding tribes. His potential was comparable to a peerless magic weapon.

The name of a young man should be famous in the Southern Wilderness.

Some people even think of the position of the leader of the Mu tribe a hundred years later.

The clear Jinghu reflects Jing Yi's figure, with a arrogant temperament.

The fat man Mu Shiyu looked at Jing Yi's far away back and sneered sinisterly. He thought clearly that Jing Yi would die, and the gods would not be saved.

"Enough, enough for Mu Xue's medicine." Jing Yi thought in his heart, and a warm smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his cold mouth.

Jing Yi smiled lightly, but there was a violent cough in his chest and lungs, a sweet throat, and a trace of blood suddenly spilled out of the corners of his mouth. His eyes were a little confused. At this moment, a blue jade pendant on his waist emitted a crystal light, pulling him back from the pain.

After a little consciousness changed, Jing Yiqiang walked into the medicine house with his body and called out the elder in the pharmacy.

"Grandpa Bai, this medicine for Qiongqi to exchange for Mu Xue for twenty years is enough." Jing Yi smiled reluctantly.

The pharmacy manager is an old man with white hair and hair. No matter how you look, he is still 60 years old, but his body is straight and full of energy. He looks more like an old lion, and has a kind of power ready to go.

"Qiongqi! This! Xiaoyi was you called by yourself?" The old man surnamed Bai was obviously a little unbelievable.

Jing Yi Xiaoxiao did not deny it, and the old man surnamed Bai didn't ask much. Even if it was a special opportunity, he would have to have such a life.

"Not to mention twenty years, forty years is enough. If you donate this Qiongqi to my pharmacy, Xiaoxue's medicine for this life will be packed in our medicine house." Bai Yuangui said.

"Thank you, Grandpa Bai." Jing Yi bowed and relaxed his heart. The knot in his heart over the years seemed to be untied. For the first time, he felt that his consciousness seemed to be about to swim into the vast void and leave his body.

"Come on! I'll take the thousand-year-old spiritual puppet." Bai Yuangui quickly recited a series of spiritual names, and soon a citizen in the pharmacy took it out.

"I will send you the remaining seven-day medicine for the past few days first. I will send you some people to deliver it if I have no more time to wait." Bai Yuangui said.

"Thank you Grandpa Bai again." After Jing Yi thanked the old man, he quickly left the tribe with the medicine and headed up to a steep mountain not far away.

A few miles away, the mountain was a barren mountain, with only a lonely stone house and a few simple houses.

Jing Yi stepped forward and looked at the barren mountain and showed a knowing smile. His body speed was also extremely fast. He quickly climbed up the mountain wall, holding a few hares and river fish in his hand, which was obviously for supper.

"Mu Xue." As soon as Jing Yi reached the top of the mountain, he immediately shouted happily.

"Brother!" A soft voice came from the house, and then a beautiful figure came out for a walk, carrying an ethereal look of god.

Jing Muxue is like a fairy with the essence of herbs. Her tender posture is beautiful against the setting sun, like a dreamy dream.

"Xiaoxue." Jing Yi touched Jing Muxue's head indulgently.

"Brother, your blood is injured again." Jing Muxue looked back and forth in pain.

"It's okay. Go to the house to get me some medicine and I'll wipe it some." Jing Yi smiled.

Jing Muxue hurriedly ran in to get the wound medicine, but Jing Yi caught a fire beside him. He suddenly felt a fire swaying in his heart shaking violently, like a candle in the wind, which would be extinguished at any time.

"Has my fire of life really burned to the end? The words of that Taoist priest really come true." Jing Yi smiled bitterly, forcing the last wisp of consciousness, and ignited the firewood.

The firewood piled up on the ground instantly burned, reflecting Jing Yi's face red, and the dew on the Yao grassland next to him seemed to have become fire.

Suddenly, Jing Yi felt a cramp in his heart, his body trembled violently, black blood was overflowing from his mouth, and his eyes were dim.

Mountains are no longer mountains, flowers, plants and trees are no longer clear, everything gradually turns into darkness.

The sky is blue and blue with three thousand miles of blue waves, and the young man’s ambitions are hard to fulfill.

"It's here, the deadline has arrived." Jing Yi's consciousness gradually blurred and he fell to the ground and fell into a coma.

The mountains are high and the river flows forever, and the great wilderness is as good as before.

"Brother!" Jing Muxue was holding the wound medicine and thumping it all fell to the ground, her eyes full of disbelief.

Jing Yi has always been strong, although he is only sixteen, has a strong constitution and is born with divine power. He is a genius boy in the Mu tribe.

In an instant, the wind and clouds of the world were lost, and dark clouds filled the sky, making it difficult for Jing Muxue to breathe.

She shook Jing Yi's body for a while, but found that Jing Yi didn't seem to react, and her body was gradually getting cold, as if it was like the legendary death.

"Brother." Jing Muxue was tired of crying. Ning Xiu's holy little face was now wiped into a small flowery face by her jade hands one hand on the left and the right.

The wild beasts in the deep mountains roared for some reason, and the roaring sound came into the Mu tribe, shaking the whole body shook.

"What's wrong! The existence deep in Manshan was shocked! What's going on!" The leader of the Mu clan rushed out of the stone house at the first time, and his deep eyes looked into the distance.

This is a burly middle-aged man with a body of about ten feet and a tall figure like a human-shaped beast. The explosive power of the muscles on his body is even more amazing.

His brute force is far beyond ordinary people. He is a powerful man who can tear a colossus and capture a ferocious wolf with his hands. He is famous for his nearby areas!

"A strong man has arrived! Otherwise, how could he alarm the existence in the mountains!" Mu Zhenqing said in contemplation.

On the huge barren mountain, a beautiful figure hugged a young man and cried on the boy's chest, sobbing in his mouth, murmured his brother's name.

"Brother is so good. Why is God? Why do you treat him like this!" Jing Muxue was angry, and her bright and bright eyes were filled with red light.

Tears fell on Jing Yi's long eyelashes and slowly slid on Jing Yi's cheeks.

"Mu Xue." Jing Yi gently opened a trace of his eyes as if he was looking back.

The smile is like a Buddha picking up a flower, but he is also very beautiful and elegant. His indescribable agility and charm are a reflection of his rebirth.

Only when facing your sister can you have such a smile.

"Brother." Jing Muxue quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Jing Yi wanted to reach out and wipe Jing Muxue's tears personally, but it was already the last bit of strength. He raised his right hand and fell heavily. No matter how Jing Muxue shouted, he could not react.

A golden lightning suddenly flashed across the dark sky, and the speed was extremely fast. Wherever it passed, dark clouds broke through and the scorching sun fell.

"Leave him to me! I have agreed with him for twelve years!"

A sound that made people feel like spring breeze suddenly came from the sky.

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